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Training my wife 46 

After her orgasm, the wife lay naked on the sofa, letting the older man caress and suckle her without resistance. She occasionally let out a soft moan of pleasure. After a long time, she got up and saw it was already dark. "Let's go, it's getting dark," she said. "I can't bear to leave you, girl. I've never felt so good in my life. Making love with you is so wonderful, I'd die happy if I did," the older man said. "Pfft," the wife laughed for the first time. "Let's go, it won't be good if someone sees us." "Can I come again tomorrow?" she asked. "Hmm...we'll see." Hearing that his wife hadn't refused, the older man knew he had a chance and quickly got dressed and left. After he left, the wife stared blankly at the semen and traces of their lovemaking.
The next day, before she even got out of bed, the older man called her. "Girl, I want to come see you," he said. "Hmm...no, don't come," she said, afraid someone would see them. "I have things to do today, we'll see," he said, and then hung up. Around noon, the older man called again. "Hey girl, I'm coming to see you right now." "No... don't come over..." The wife was a little flustered, afraid he would actually come and be seen. "That's not good... my husband is coming back soon." "Um... when is he coming back?" "Tomorrow." "Then I'll come to see you this afternoon." The wife suddenly blurted out, "Where do you live? How about we meet at your place?" The older man was stunned for a moment, then said with great joy, "Hehe, that's great, but my conditions aren't that great." Then the older man sent the wife an address. The wife's sudden decision was a result of her thinking. She had already been with him several times and it felt good, so she wanted to take advantage of the time before he came back to completely release herself. Before leaving, the wife deliberately dressed up, changing into a purple lace bra and panties. Before leaving, she sent the man a WeChat message: "Don't cook, I'll bring some food when I get there." "Okay...okay..." The wife was worried about being recognized, so she wore a hat. Luckily, everyone was wearing masks due to the pandemic, making it hard to spot her. She didn't drive her own car, went to the supermarket, bought some groceries and a few bottles of beer, and took a Didi (ride-hailing service) to get there. The man was from out of town and worked here year-round. His wife and children were in their hometown, and they rented an old apartment near his workplace. When the wife arrived, she was a little scared by the somewhat dilapidated hallway, but then thought, "I'm already here, so I'll just go with it." She called the man, and he quickly came downstairs, looking somewhat presentable, having shaved. The man lived on the top floor. Although the apartment was a bit old, it was relatively tidy after some cleaning. "The place is a bit cramped, don't mind," she said. "It's alright." Although they had already been intimate twice, they barely communicated and had little in common. The wife was only a few years older than his daughter, making them seem like father and daughter. "Sit down." The place was a bit small. The wife looked around and sat on the edge of the bed, a little shy, occasionally glancing up at the older man. The older man's eyes were shining; he was already quite impatient. He didn't know what to say, so he suddenly stood up and sat next to her, trying to hug her. The wife jumped up in fright, saying, "I just came to sit for a bit, I'll leave in a bit." How hypocritical! She'd practically offered herself up. The older man hesitated for a moment, "Uh... okay... then... let's eat first." He took out the wine and food his wife's father had bought and laid them on the table. The older man felt like he was dreaming. Having such a beautiful young woman to sleep with, and even bringing him food—it was like a bolt from the blue. "Want some too?" "Yeah, okay, just one glass." The wife's alcohol tolerance was average. After finishing one glass, the older man poured her another. She didn't refuse. The older man wasn't stupid. Although his wife said she was just there to look around, wasn't it obvious she wanted to be fucked? Soon, the wife's face was flushed from drinking, and she started talking more with the older man. Under the influence of alcohol, she became more and more uninhibited. Feeling a bit hot, she took off her coat, leaving only her low-cut t-shirt underneath. The older man wasn't in a hurry, knowing that the wife was definitely his today, and he leered at the beautiful young woman in front of him. "I was a bit too hasty last time, did I hurt you? I'm too rough when I'm working, I don't know my own strength." "...Oh...it's okay." "I don't want to know what happened, I just couldn't control myself." "You're quite the smooth talker," the wife chuckled, and she relaxed, looking at the older man seductively. "Why couldn't you control yourself?" "You're so beautiful, I got hard right away." "You men are all the same, just like that." "When your wife isn't here, how do you deal with it? Do you often go to prostitutes?" the wife asked in a slightly accusatory tone. "Hehe, occasionally. But those prostitutes are all older women, all pretty faces." "Is it fun with them?" "Um...it's alright..." The wife seemed very interested in this topic. She gradually became a little tipsy, and her words became more explicit. He got up, "Why did you let someone call you 'Dad,' you pervert?" "Uh... I just thought it was pretty exciting." "Could it be... you want to have sex with your daughter?" "Uh... no... no." "Where's the toilet?" The wife got up to go to the toilet, but couldn't find the light switch. The uncle helped her turn on the light. As soon as the wife entered the toilet, she took off her skirt and black stockings, sat on the toilet, and urinated. The uncle listened quietly to the urinating sound inside, and his penis instantly became erect. After she came out, the wife said she had to go back and started to get dressed. The uncle grabbed the wife and started kissing her frantically. "Mmm... no... what are you doing... no... don't, don't kiss me." The uncle's rough hands started to reach into the wife's skirt, feeling her private parts through the stockings. He felt that there were already wet marks. The uncle chuckled, "Don't pretend... you want it, don't you... it's all wet."
"No... no... don't." "Don't... Let go... Ah... Let me go!" The older man ripped his wife's stockings off, his large hands beginning to roughly caress her private parts. His wife started panting heavily, and even began to kiss him. This time, she quickly became more proactive, her cunt already dripping wet. The older man raised his fingers, covered in her fluids, and held them in front of her. "Why are you so wet? Do you want a big cock?" This time, his wife showed no shame. "Ah... Yes... Give it to me... Fuck me..." "Slut, I knew you were a slut. Beg me... Call me daddy..." "Fuck... Fuck... Ah... Daddy... Faster... Fuck me... Harder... Fuck me... Ahh..." "Louder!" "Daddy... Daddy... Fuck me..." "Please," the wife shouted in response. "Bend your ass up!" She obediently turned and lay on the edge of the bed, sticking her ass up high. Her torn stockings could no longer conceal her wet, throbbing pussy. "Hold it in yourself," he said. Like an obedient bitch, she reached back and grabbed the man's thick, black penis, shoving it into her pussy. As it went in completely, she let out a satisfied moan. The man didn't rush to move, but she actually started to move her ass. After a while, she shyly said, "What's wrong? Don't move..." Only then did the man begin to slowly thrust in and out, each time penetrating deeply. She moaned wildly, "Daddy, is it good?" "Yes... Daddy... Mmm... Good." "Let Daddy fuck you every day, okay?" "Waaah... Yes... Fuck me... Fuck my Daddy... Daddy... Ahhh..."

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